Hello, darlings! Emma here, ready to take you on another fabulous adventure. Today, we're whisking ourselves away to Bangor, a beautiful little city nestled in North Wales. I know, I know, not exactly the most obvious choice for a tutu-wearing ballerina, right? But trust me, this place has some serious sparkle!
It all started with a charming little invitation – a friend from the London ballet scene had been touring with a production and was staying in Bangor for a few nights. She suggested I join her for a "tutu-fied" exploration of the city, and how could I resist?
So, picture this: me, clad in my most fetching, flame-pink tutu, complete with shimmering embellishments, standing on the platform at Crewe station, ready to hop aboard the train to Bangor. A real ballet-to-the-rails kind of gal, I am! It's funny, I actually adore train journeys – something about the gentle rocking motion just feels so peaceful, especially with my favourite audiobook playing and a cuppa in hand.
Of course, no journey would be complete without some fellow travellers – I met the loveliest group of ladies heading to a vintage fair in Caernarfon. We had a grand time swapping fashion tips and marveling at each other’s vibrant accessories. I even persuaded one of them to try on my spare tutu, and it was simply magical!
Arriving in Bangor, I felt the magic in the air – fresh sea air mingling with the sweet scent of lavender and jasmine, all bundled up with the anticipation of a delightful adventure. The first thing I did? A twirl, naturally! I simply had to christen the pavement of this enchanting city with a pirouette – my very own welcoming dance.
My friend, Millie, met me at the station with the most gorgeous smile. "You look absolutely ravishing, Emma!" she exclaimed, beaming. I confess, a little extra spring entered my step with that compliment – Millie’s got a flair for the dramatic, much like me!
Millie took me to the prettiest little guesthouse, tucked away in a cobbled street just off the main road. It had been charmingly decorated with pastel colours and vintage-inspired wallpaper. And let’s just say the scones were out of this world!
After settling in and getting settled with a quick change, we set off to explore. Now, Bangor isn’t exactly a ballet hotspot, but it has its fair share of artistic gems. The most impressive thing, in my opinion, was the cathedral. Talk about grand and stately – and I’m not just talking about the stained-glass windows! There was something really captivating about the hushed reverence inside the walls, which made me feel completely peaceful. I almost felt compelled to break into a graceful pirouette, but thought better of it – that would probably be frowned upon in a cathedral, no matter how well-intentioned!
Later that day, Millie took me to the seaside. We sat on a bench near the harbour, taking in the beautiful panoramic views. It was so serene, listening to the waves crashing against the shore, while gulls soared overhead. As a Derbys girl, who often misses the sea, the open sea was absolutely divine! The colour was beautiful, and it really was one of those days that makes your soul feel all sparkly and alive!
Later that evening, after enjoying a delicious seafood platter at a delightful restaurant by the marina, Millie and I ventured to the theatre. The town boasts a beautiful theatre which is surprisingly small, but quite quaint, which reminded me of some of the theatres I went to back home in Derbyshire. Millie was right, we had to experience one of the plays that were showing. We chose the ‘Lady in the Lake’, which I must say had a plot and atmosphere more fitting to my hometown Derbyshire. We had a lovely time and even snuck in some pre-performance waltzing and swaying in the bar which only added to the ambiance and was such a beautiful memory.
But let’s get back to tutus, my dears! The best part about this trip was the way the locals reacted to my pink ensemble. There was definitely a certain spark of excitement in their eyes! One woman even asked if I was a professional dancer – such a lovely compliment, I simply had to reply with, “Well, that depends – are you buying tickets to my performance?” (she did not – perhaps I should get better at selling tickets).
My pink tutu had become a conversation starter, a source of joy and laughter for everyone we met. People smiled, laughed, and took photos with me – I felt like I was spreading a little bit of magic with each twirl. My aim? To get everyone in Bangor wearing a pink tutu! And who knows, maybe, just maybe, I'll be able to get them trying out some ballet classes, too! It’s just so exciting to share my love of this art form with the world.
And as always, my dears, let's keep spreading that pink-tutu-tastic love and spreading it with joy and wonder! If you’re ever in Bangor, remember to look out for the pink tutu – it's the magic touch you didn’t know you needed. And keep coming back to www.pink-tutu.com for daily updates on all things pink and twirly.
Until next time, Love, Emma xoxo
